The Somerset herald. [volume] (Somerset, Pa.) 1870-1936, 1887-01-05
A PIOUS FRAUD.
noes Nh Murray live here /?

adding up the accounts Dellhd 'iie siiisn
desk
He stood uear the door, keeping sharp
lookout on the barefooted boy who was
holding his sleepy old horse-tor had he
not heard, many time and OF, Of the
wicked ways Of the juveniles of New
York
In reply to his respectful question, the
Young woman nodded her head and curt
ly answered
Up stairs.
It's a pretty big house, said Mr.. Webb
glancing about him The Murrays
wasn't rich when they lived down our
way but Rachel never had good judg-
ment l should say now the rent Of a
house Ike this
1T amt house, said the young wo-
man, speaking withA lead pencil between
+ er teeth
Ain't a house. eh p" Martin Webbs
ii'iiS onion-colored eyes gradually ex-
l''"''s', until you would have Thought
'is 'il' ,,uld scarcely contain them.
No. IL ut. Fourth story, back
room Name of,Iurray. Staircase just
out in the hall Thea,
And 50 for the first,>.e in hi. life Mr.
Webb found himself in :. ,.rs,.-,..-. a.,
fat
lie lost hi way half a Szan time.
this gaunt, good humOred giAt u-itb a
ham in his arms, two or three st,o.. of
I country sausage over his shoulder. A.d
basket Of rel J0,ey Moore" app,,-
I ei4sf-ei tightly against his breast Thai
wds a matter of cllrs-
He walked into the kitchen Of one dat
Brought up in the parior Of another, and
. presented himself. smiling. at the late
. breaSt.lsi table ola third. where luck
/ Iesz printer, vino worked all night Oh tn,
early edition Of a morning paper, va.
-leepily chipping the shell of an eg1
cali them egz-e~ said Martin con
temptuously. If our Wolfs Corner.
/ hens can't beat that sort o'thing-but In
sure ask pardon; .ueSs I've got into
the wrong fiat. P'raps you can tell m'
where q lady named Murry lives
And by dint Of many such question
ing an! inquiries Mr. Webb at last 90
himself. his red apples, ham and sausage
ints a antily furnished room lookin4
out on bare brick wall-a room where
| everything hada starved hook. even down
10 the eat, which sat intentIy watching
mouse-hole in the waiuscotting.
Mrs. Murray, q taH, pinchel, elderly
woman. was eng4ged. through doubl,
! pair Of spectacIes, in mending line laoes
but the slow motion Of her needle, the
uncertain expression Of her face, denote,
no very brilliant success
And seated on the window ledge op
posite her, in q riding habit Of dark greer
cloth a beaver hat with a bIack-greel
veil twisted around it and a jaunty LITTLE
ivory-handled whip. was pretty girl o
eighteen or twenty.
Both started at the en rance Of Mr.
Webb, both smiled glad recognition.
Why. cried Mrs Murray. Is oous-
in Martin Hil1a, give your consin q
chair. declare, Martin. I'm as,ouished
to see you here
No more'n l be TO get here. I CUES,
returned the farmer with a peculiar noist
down IN his throat. These ere city
folks. they DO take the starch outen .
follow Amt much Ike our meadow
fats down at VOLTS Corners. eh9 Here
cousin Rachael, I've brung We one 0I
| EliLs hest suzar-cureI hams an some
sauslges, an = busheI Of the apples tha-
growed on the tree beyond the TeIl-1ht
reaj red-cuceked -Josev Noore's," you
know.
~It's very kind Of you, I'm sure. said
Mrs. Murray. Hilda. can you no, ofFer
your cousin some refreshments after his
journey
Hilda c0lorei painfully How could
she explain TO her mother that the cup
board was utterly empty, even Of a crust
Of bread o.
-IlI bring up something directly, she
murmured.
And then hevaniShed.
From one good-hearted neighbor-the
very printers wife. indeel-he borrow
! Ell a pot-flll Of freshly made coffee. from
another q few slices Of cold boiled beet
from third, q ian Of new baked bis
cults. with little butter and d comb OF
honey. and then she hew back to spread
the frugal meal.
Are they ali well. cousin Webb o. sae
asked, timidIy. a.. holding up her riding
habit with one hand she arranged the
tabl, and ministered to the appetite Of
her guest. with the other
Nr. Webb nodded his head. keeuiy
surveying aerthe while
All we'll. be- n<pondes. between tle
swallow Il cntfe- Elizt she sent her
love-and R-el-no. R.--i didn't -cul n1
love. bur boz, wanted Ia Dc specially re-
m.rliere,l Reel did Hes hai dread
fui gpoI iack with tine sweet potato T,air'i-
es anj Tobacco c5op,, this wear
Has b.g- and u14s bIrsb..i ~.
siIv
-i,,. pigbt have. .J5ed -,.a-tbiug
moro hnt Vrs Nprr,v o+si..isIr, inter
fara5